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DearPoetry — NaPoWriMo: Day 4
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Published: 2013-04-05 01:42:26 +0000 UTC; Views: 2319; Favourites: 91; Downloads: 50
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I might have a scrappers knees,wildflowers growing on my knuckles,
& I might remind you of every nasty thing
you ever did,
but I don’t see you in my mirror.
I just have the right
to hate my own face.
-
Oh atlas,
I think this hitchhiker’s heart
is breaking &
I don’t have the medical skill-
or the time
to suture the pieces
back together again.
So please;
lead me,
lead me
anywhere,
but here.
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Comments: 12
I'm a bit perplexed about the "scrappers knee" bit...
But otherwise, as always, this is purely lovely.
"I just have the right
to hate my own face."
Oh, boy. Do I ever feel you on that.
It'd be so much healthier (?) to hate others, but it's just so damn easy to hate myself instead.
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"scrappers knee's" is basically implying a fighter. Someone who falls down and gets back up.
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You have an incredible talent for putting words together, and I'm always impressed with your work.
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Hehe-I've written a poem with those same last two lines
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beautiful, as always. your diction & imagery is absolutely incredible.
best of luck for poetry month!
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